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Someone is twelve weeks old today! Danielle is arriving tonight for a visit, and on Thursday we are taking a road trip to Minneapolis, and on Saturday we are flying to West Virginia for two weeks. Busy times ahead.

Have some pictures.

Container garden up and running: hydrangeas, dahlias and a peony

The bulbs I planted last year are beginning to sprout. They could be gladioli, tulips or lilies…or all three

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Davy and I spent Easter in San Diego this year, leaving his poor dad home with the cats. Here are a bunch of pictures from the month of April, most of which are from our 4/19 – 4/29 trip.

After-breakfast cat nap at home

I have been so wimpy about trimming his nails that he went through a major mitten phase. I am happy to report that we have moved past it together, however.

Boyish

Helping me pack the day before we left for CA

I was also very wimpy about dealing with his cradle cap for a while, because my first attempt (coconut oil) left his poor scalp red and irritated. So the cradle cap was allowed to get really bad after that! We have since sucked it up and dealt with that too. :)

We spent the morning of the 19th getting lots of quality time with Joshua.

Josh is just a prop sometimes.

We love Dada. The spray bottle is for Ida.

A slight resemblance, I think.

The 45-minute flight to Minnesota went really well. He fell asleep before takeoff and slept until landing.

The 3.5-hour flight to San Diego was a little rockier at first, but he eventually fell asleep like this, and slept a long, long time!

We arrived late at night and the next morning was Easter. We went to church with my parents and Robert, and then we went to lunch at the 19th Hole and walked home. It was his first walk outside!

Ready for a nice Easter nap (just like his grandpa)

I have been informed that I hold my baby too much. <3

The weather was pretty amazing, at least to us. David got to go outside every day, sometimes barefoot! I loved being able to sit on the porch. I hope you California residents don’t ever take that for granted.

Insisting on standing

These were my favorite pajamas of Baby Dominic’s. They are a tight squeeze for Davy already.

Aunt Steph and Cousin Robin arrived after a couple days and met Dave for the first time. Steffi and I realized we don’t really know how to handle (without awkwardness) each other’s babies, because they are in such different stages. Robin is an awesome kid. I was so glad she was pleased to let me hold her or hang out with her whenever I wanted. I hope Davy will be as chill and happy and chubby at 9 months.

Happiest baby award

Cheek shot

I can’t believe I forgot my real camera. The bad pictures are from my cell phone, and the clearer ones are stolen from Betsy. I tried not to take too many of hers.

They look like their dads! Mini.

When Betsy arrived with Dominic and Christina, we walked in a small parade to the playground Dominic loves. David borrowed his cousin’s car seat and stroller, which is much easier for him to sleep in. So easy in fact that he slept through the whole outing. Aunt Sue was basking in all the babies.

Mom is so cute

Christie is so interested in babies. David didn’t mind being called Rah-rah (Robin) and she brought him toys and rocked his chair.

On the Friday following Easter Sunday, we had the extended family over for dinner. The day started with baby baths in the kitchen sink.

He looks like his mom sometimes.

Robin!

A bunch of chubs. And Steffi :)

Could the Robs be more precious?

She likes watches.

The only picture we got of the Daves. They liked each other though.

I call this one “Niece and aunt in pajamas”

“Variation on a theme”

Sunday morning we walked around Shelter Island with Aunt Carol. It was overcast but it’s always nice to see the ocean.

David borrowed Christie’s pink blanket.

It reminded me of when I borrowed my cousin’s pink sweatshirt at Pismo Beach.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, as Ms. Carbone would say. Keeping the pack ‘n’ play warm.

More holding my baby too much <3

Before heading back to TX Dominic agreed to try holding David. “Sometimes babies are too heavy.” Try carrying him around in your belly, Dominic.

David with his grandpa

Dad had the foresight to insist on a family picture before Betsy departed. Sorry, Christie, I think you are yawning. The low quality of this image is my fault!

Missing the spouses :(

Enjoying a little more nature before returning to the tundra. We were really missing Josh by the end so we weren’t too sad to go.

I needlessly dreaded the 3.5-hour flight back to Minnesota. David was a little angel! And how could I have known the person next to me would be a no-show, so we weren’t crammed between two strangers. I was able to nurse him with relative privacy, and he slept peacefully the rest of the time. Too bad our house doesn’t sound like an airplane during naps.

At first we were like

But then we were all

Our flight out of Minnesota was delayed, as usual. David got a little fussy while we waited at the gate, but I would much rather deal with fussiness there than on a plane.

This is how we deal with fussiness.

My swaddled baby was a huge hit among the other passengers. One guy said his girlfriend would think it was the cutest thing she had ever seen, so I let him take a picture. I never said I was immune to flattery.

I dread the day a swaddle won’t work on him anymore.

The nap lasted almost until we landed in North Dakota.

Here he is on the flight back.

Josh was waiting for us just past security, such a welcome sight. I don’t have pictures of the reunion. My phone was probably too dead for the camera to work. Story of my life.

Reunited with Tom

And Ida

The next day was Josh’s twenty-eighth birthday. When I texted him asking if he would prefer a cake or cookies, he said both. So he got both, although it took me two days to “frost” the cake. I made one round layer and twelve cupcakes, and poked holes in all of it to fill with vanilla pudding before topping with Cool Whip. I’m glad I tried it with the cupcakes because they were really good! Unfortunately they weren’t ready for him to take to work on Friday, so we’re spending the weekend trying to eat everything ourselves before it gets stale or mushy or both.

On May 1 David had his two-month pediatric appointment. At nine weeks old, he weighed 14 lb 10 oz (putting him in the 95th percentile). His head is 80th percentile and his length is supposedly 58th, but I’m sure that is wrong because he seems about three feet long.

It can’t be easy to measure a wriggling baby.

He had three shots in his legs at the end of the appointment, and it is one of the few times I have heard him really cry. Once I had calmed him I had to put him in his car seat to go home, but I wish I could have held him longer. You know, because I hold him too much. But the poor guy!

This picture still breaks my little heart.

He fell asleep before we had reached the car, and took a nice long nap that afternoon. The next morning he had a fever, but as far as I know it didn’t surpass 100.7 and it was gone a few diaper changes later.